Bobby Keller - Her Special Delivery

"Oooohhhhh… fuck… me. Do it good!" she whimpered breathlessly, wrapping her long shapely legs around his thrusting hips. I watched as my husband began furiously thrusting his thick prick into the depths of her young eager pussy. I watched hypnotized while Lynda moaned steadily in a low whimpering whine that sounded like a little lost puppy.

"Oooohhhh… Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit!" Lynda moaned in ragged breaths and in rhythm to my husband's thick prick plunging into her. I watched, fascinated, as the young girl became increasingly wilder, writhing her hips and frantically clawing at Bob's broad, muscular back. "I'm doin' it! Oooohhhh… I'm going… all… the way!" Lynda cried, helplessly out of her mind with ecstasy. She screamed once more, arching her back and hips off the mattress. Then she collapsed, her body quivering in tiny spasmodic tremors. Bob continued to thrust into her limp body for several more seconds, then he tensed. And I sighed deeply, knowing he was shooting his thick hot cum deep into the unconscious young girl's palpitating pussy.

Bob rolled from between Lynda's limply splayed thighs. I stared at the wet swollen lips of her open young pussy. Bob waved for me to come out, and I slowly pushed the door open and walked to the foot of the bed. I still didn't know that Lynda had passed out and I tried not to shake the bed as I crawled up between her legs.

I stared into the mass of curly brown hairs. They were soaked with her juice, and the heady aroma from her swollen pussy wafted into my nostrils in maddening whiffs. My breath quickened as I looked between the swollen pink lips, a thick, creamy stream of my husband's cum oozing slowly from the tight pink inner opening. My pussy was trembling maddeningly as my fingers gently spread the moist lips. I saw Lynda's eager swollen pussy contracting… or maybe I was imagining it. My nostrils flared and I quivered at the overpowering pungent aroma of her used pussy.

I ran my tongue lightly over her pink flesh into the deep pink folds. The salty taste of my husband's thick cum mingled with Lynda's sweet juice, excited me tremendously. I buried my face in her wet folds, and Lynda moaned softly and rotated her hips up against me ever so slightly.

I opened my lips slightly and sucked her tiny rigid clitoris into my mouth, my tongue darting out and fluttering around its erectness. My eager, hungry mouth tasted her young hot juices as I ground my pussy into the mattress. I could feel my husband's eyes burning hotly into us, and I reached out with my right hand and gripped the thick, throbbing shaft of his huge hardened prick.

Lynda began moaning louder as I sucked Bob's cum madly from her wet eager pussy. I looked up and saw that Lynda had raised up on her elbows. She was staring down at me with wide-eyed, open-mouthed surprise. Then she looked at Bob and smiled! Bob leaned over and kissed her fully and passionately on her moist lips. Lynda's parted legs came up over my shoulders and she locked her slender ankles behind my neck. I began licking as deep as I could into the depths of her inner lips, and little Lynda writhed her hot young pussy up to me.

I pushed my eager tongue up the slippery sheath of her quivering pussy, feeling her pink walls contracting tightly around it. No wonder Bob raved about how good Lynda could fuck with muscle control like that in her beautiful young pussy! She moaned and writhed harder as I licked at the sides of her smooth pussy, sucking up the salty-sweetness of their mingled juices.

"Ooohhh! I love that… don't ever stop… please!" Lynda whimpered weakly and I noticed Bob was sucking on her tiny hardened nipples. I couldn't help wondering which one of us she was talking to. Then she answered my question.

"Oh, shit, eat me! Eatme… eatme… eatme," she whined incessantly. Her legs opened wide and she drew up her knees to open her sweet pussy as wide as she could for my frantically licking tongue. I slid my hands under the full quivering cheeks of her ass, pulling the upturned crevice of her pussy tighter against my face. She whimperingly pleaded for more.

"Oooohhh, shit! Yesss… yessss," she hissed through clenched teeth. "Ooohh, shit! My titties… squeeze my titties! Oh… eatme… eatme… eat my pussy!" Bob was working on her firm young titties, digging his fingers into the magnificent spheres. She groaned loudly, jerking her writhing hips spastically against my face.

My pussy was itching and burning madly as I ground it against the mattress. My lips lost contact with her tiny clitoris as she began writhing frantically. I pressed my face back into her grasping pussy, searching, then finding her erect, throbbing clitoris, sucking and nibbling on its velvety slipperiness the way Bob did to mine. My fingernails firmly grasped her wildly gyrating asscheeks in each hand, holding her pussy tightly to my mouth.

"Suckme… suckme… suckme… Oooohhh… shit!" Lynda whimpered incoherently.

Her soft warm thighs closed around my head, gripping me tightly. Her body rocked back and forth, carrying my sucking mouth along with her wildly grasping young pussy. I felt the slender fingers of her right hand entangle in my long blonde hair, her head was flailing from side to side, her small, full lips were pulled back against her tiny white teeth in a grimace of sheer ecstasy.

A mournful sob burst from her tortured lips as she pushed her full young ass off the mattress, carrying my sucking lips with her.

"Oh, shit! Oh, shit! I'm going! Oh, my God! I'm going all the way!" Lynda moaned, her mouth gaping wide, eyes clenched tight in the ecstasy of her orgasm. She mumbled incoherently over and over, her young shapely body shuddering convulsively as she clamped her thighs tightly around my head. Shudders and tremors shook her body uncontrollably and a low shrilled cry came from somewhere deep in her trembling body. I could feel her wet pussy become even wetter and the pink inner lips sucked on my tongue.

Lynda went limp then, but her lovely young body continued to quiver. I raised my head and looked at my husband. He was smiling down at me as I crawled over Lynda's splayed thighs into his arms. We kissed. Bob sucked my tongue deep into his hot mouth. He moaned hotly into my open mouth when he tasted Lynda's sweet young juice on my tongue. I felt the hugeness of his hardened prick against my belly, and I moaned in his ear for him to fuck me.

He said he wanted to take some Polaroids of Lynda and I while she was still unconscious. He got up and got the camera. There were seven photographs left on the roll and we had only one flashbulb. I snuggled up close to Lynda and put her limp left arm around my neck and her right hand on my pussy. I put my right leg between her widespread legs and my left hand spread the wet, slippery lips of her sweet young pussy wide open. I leaned over near her firm right titty, sticking my tongue out until it touched her tiny brown, erect nipple. Bob took the photograph from Lynda's side of the bed and it turned out beautifully. It looked just like Lynda was conscious and had just closed her eyes in ecstasy.

Bob crawled quickly between my legs and shoved his thick hardened shaft almost brutally into my wet passion-swollen pussy. Bob's wonderful prick had just started jerking wildly and spewing his thick hot cum deep into my palpitating pussy when Lynda came to and rolled over against us. She smiled at me and ran her hot slender fingers down to my cock-filled pussy. Her touch was so electric and thrilling that I cried out with the pleasure of it.

Her fingers caressed the thick shaft of my husband's prick which protruded from my tightly grasping pussy. Bob pulled his prick out after it had finished shooting his hot juice into me, and he rolled over Lynda. Lynda's fingers continued caressing my swollen cum-smeared pussy. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her mouth down to mine.